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13 Clear be - fore us through the dark- ness Gleams and burns the guid - ing light;

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& g Broth-er clasps the hand of broth-er, Step-ping fear- less through the night. A - men.

1 THRO the night of doubt and sorrow 3 One the strain that lips of thousands Onward goes the pilgrim band,

Lift as from the heart of one; Singing songs of expectation,

One the conflict, one the peril, Marching to the promised land.

One the march in God begun; Clear before us through the darkness One the gladness of rejoicing Gleams and burns the guiding light;

On the far eternal shore,
Brother clasps the hand of brother,

Where the one almighty Father
Stepping fearless through the night. Reigns in love for evermore.
2 One the light of God's own presence 4 Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers,
O’er His ransomed people shed,

Onward with the cross our aid!
Chasing far the gloom and terror,

Bear its shame and fight its battle, Brightening all the path we tread;

Till we rest beneath its shade! One the object of our journey,

Soon shall come the great awaking, One the faith which never tires,

Soon the rending of the tomb; One the earnest looking forward,

Then the scattering of the shadows, One the hope our God inspires;

And the end of toil and gloom. Bernhardt S. Ingemann, 1825, tr. Sabine Baring-Gould, 1867, 1875

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WHEN the day of toil is done,

When the race of life is run, Father, grant Thy wearied one

Rest for evermore.

2 When the strife of sin is stilled,

When the foe within is killed,
Be Thy gracious word fulfilled, —

Peace for evermore.

3 When the darkness melts away

At the breaking of Thy day,
Bid us hail the cheering ray, —

Light for evermore!

4 When the heart by sorrow tried

Feels at length its throbs subside,
Bring us, where all tears are dried,

Joy for evermore.

5 When for vanished days we yearn,

Days that never can return,
Teach us in Thy love to learn

Love for evermore.

6 When the breath of life is flown,

When the grave must claim its own,
Lord of life, be ours Thy crown, -
Life for evermore.

John Ellerton, 1870

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RUTHERFORD 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 5.

Arr. from Chrétien Urhan, 1834,

by Edw. F. Rimbault, 1867

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LEOMINSTER S. M. D.

George W. Martin, 1862; har, by Arthur Sullivan, 1874

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1 R ever with the Lord!”

Amen so let it be! Life from the dead is in that word,

"Tis immortality. Here in the body pent,

Absent from Him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent

A day's march nearer home. 2 My Father's house on high,

Home of my soul, how near,
At times, to faith's foreseeing eye

Thy golden gates appear!
Ah, then my spirit faints

To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,

Jerusalem above.
3 I hear at morn and even,

At noon and midnight hour,
The choral harmonies of heaven,

Earth's Babel-tongues o’erpower.

Then, then I feel that He,

Remembered or forgot,
The Lord, is never far from me,

Though I perceive Him not. 4 “For ever with the Lord!”

Father, if 'tis Thy will,
The promise of that faithful word,

E'en here to me fulfil.
Be Thou at my right hand,

Then can I never fail;
Uphold Thou me and I shall stand,

Fight and I must prevail. 5 So when my latest breath

Shall rend the veil in twain,
By death I shall escape from death,

And life eternal gain.
Knowing as I am known,

How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, “For ever with the Lord!”

James Montgomery, 1835

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